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PERWELIA ANN TOST. 



A Walk With Jesus. 



O. for the very closest walk, 
With my Savior and friend; 

Then as Ave walk, and as we talk, 
No distance lies between. 

Heart beats in unison with heart. 
And love responds to love, 

This being all — its threefold part 
Echoes the life above. 

It seems too much for one as I, 
Once down so deep in sin, 

But lo, 'tis said — "In Christ we die." 
And then He lives within. 

The "nature old" has passed away. 

And all things new become; 
Now the dawn of eternal day 

Rests on "Our Evening Home." 
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O, it is sweet to l#ve, and wait, 
Add'ng daily to my store 

Until we reach the "Pearly Gate," 
And shout the contest o'er. 

P. A. P 



AUTOBIOGRAPHY 

WITH 

LETTERS, POEMS AND PAPERS 

OF 

PERMELIA ANN POST, 

WITH POEMS AND DIARY 

- - - OF 

REV. WOODRUFF POST. 



OLEAN, N. Y„ 1902. 



SECOND EDITION 

FOR THE 

BENEFIT OF MISSIONS. 



"Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of 
the least of these, my brethren, ye have done 
it unto me," Matt 2^:40. 

Orew TheoL 



m mchangs 

MN 24 i 908 



PREFACE. 



The thought had grown upon me for some time, 
that perhaps I ought to record some of the gra- 
cious dealings of the Lord with me. That one so 
unworthy should bring her name before others, 
and that I should attempt the task at my advanced 
age have restrained me; but, fearing a failure in 
duty, and privilege as well, I have hastened to meet 
what seems the call of the Spirit. " Whatsoever thy 
hand findeth to do, do with thy might." (Eccl. 
9:10), The work has been done with prayer for di- 
rection of the Holy Spirit. I am sure it would have 
"been of more interest and profit had there 
been from childhood to the present period of life, a 
measuring up to possibilities, but "all is under the 
blood", which washes whiter than snow. 

P. A. P. 



CONTENTS, 



Chap. Page. 

I Birth and Childhood 7 

II Early Conversion 



III First Public Profession 25 

IV A New Experience 30 

The Elixer of Life 37 

V Mr. Post's Parents 38 

VI The Bridal Day 41 

Likeness of Miss P. A. Draper 41 

VII Settled In Geneva, N. Y 44 

VIII St. Catherines, Can., and Itinerancy. . . .49 

IX Instances of Answered Prayer . .56 

X Mission Work in Rochester, N. Y 61 

XI The Way 74 

The Unprospered Weapon 76 

Influence 78 

Husband's Photo 83 

XII Mr. Post's Division .83 



Chap. Page. 

XIII Husband's Diary. 87 

His Won'drous Love — Poem 89 

Diary Continued 90 

Abiding in Him — Poem 93 

Committed to Him — Poem 95 

Conclusion 96 

Blessed Home of the Soul — Poem ..... 98 



CHARTER I. 

BIRTH AND CHILDHOOD. 

The subject of this memoir was born at Sulphur 
Springs (now called Clifton Springs) in the year 
1820. My parents were Rev. Gideon and Elizabeth 
Draper, — my father a superannuated minister of 
Genesee Conference at the time of my birth, ever 
cheerful, and the light of the home until he depart- 
ed from this life at nearly eighty-two years of age. 
My clear mother was very companionable, affec- 
tionate, and cheerful; one with the children and 
did very much towards molding our character. 
Under hallowed parental care, a family of sev- 
en grew up in the fear of God, and became mem- 
bers of the church. Four have passed on in hope 
of a blissful immortality. Bible truths were taught. 
Sin being represented disgraceful, and "a reproach 
to any people" (Prov. 14:34); hence we came to 
feel we must abstain from anger, from all improper 
words and acts, if we would maintain a good repu- 
tation, and live in the favor of God. 



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I have often thought of the gentle, but firm re- 
proof of our dear father as we were seated around 
the table at an evening repast. There had been 
a little variance with one of the school girls and it 
was freely spoken of. Our parents listened pa- 
tiently when father replied: "Permelia, if we can- 
not speak good of anyone, it is always better to say 
nothing/' I stood condemned. Then followed a 
very important lesson on the use of the tongue. 

Great attention was paid to our deportment, — 
"Whatsoever things are lovely." (Phil. 4:8). 

After repeated lessons, another "mountain peak"' 
is reached. Some girls came to school with rings 
on their fingers and in their ears and we thought, 
in other respects also, they were better dressed 
than ourselves, and entered our childish complaint. 
We were all quiet for a short time, when father 
arose and took from the book case a volume of Dr. 
Adam Clarke's Comments on the Bible. He pre- 
faced, and impressed the lesson he was about to 
teach by givng us a brief sketch of the character 
and life of the noted man of God, saying: "Dr. 
Clarke was one of the greatest men of the age in 
which he lived. He was a holy, consecrated man. 



and one of the most learned men of that age. He, 
spent between twenty and thirty years writing- his 
commentary on the Bible, Note what he says on 
the subject. 'Fondness for dress and ornaments 
is a relic of barbarism, and savors of a lack of mor- 
als, and the pure religion of the Son of God. and 
weakness of intellect."' This lesson did much to- 
wards arresting a vain and sinful desire for ".show" 
in future years. 

Another very useful lesson I will never forget. 
I am deeply impressed with its importance and feel 
like saying, "Bless the Lord for Christian parent- 
age." Father said, "Children, proper respect and 
attention should be shown to all, — all nationalities. 
God is no respector of persons, and all should be 
treated as his creation." These instructions were, 
practically, impressed by both parents. I fecal 
that, after our moving to Lima, father employed 
"Irish John," as he was familiarly called, to fill the 
wood-house with wood, prepared for the winter. 
Father had been absent from home some time, and 
after his return, among others, "John" made him 
a social call, remaining for an hour or more, enjoy- 
ing the call very much. The children thus saw in 



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the light of example, the duty of brotherly kind- 
ness. 

The importance of scriptural repentance and a 
change of heart were especially taught and en- 
forced. 

Our parents did not condescend to any course, 
beneath the relation of parent and child, by intro- 
ducing and engaging in games and kindred amuse- 
ments, which would counteract their own instruc- 
tions and give us occasion in thought if not in 
word, to say, "Physician heal thyself." Hence we 
grew up with confidence in and profound respect 
for them. I cannot immagine where we would 
have drifted, as a family, had we not had "line upon 
line, precept upon precept, here a little and there 
a little." I am deeply impressed with the fearful 
responsibility of those who have the training of 
children. One rule given for this most important 
work, "Train up a child in the way he should go, 
and when he is old he will not depart from it." 
(Prov. 22:6) was emphatically taught and adhered 
to. He only who created us, knows how to in- 
struct, and has given us the rule of life and conduct. 

Our associations and education were carefully 
guarded by our dear parents always. 



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As soon as old enough we took our place at 
the family altar, listening to the reading of the 
Word and the comments that were made; kneeling 
in prayer as taught, and so we learned to love and 
appreciate home-worship. We were taught to 
pray in secret, especially morning and evening — a 
prayer of praise and thanksgiving for the protec- 
tion and sleep of the night and for guidance for 
the new day. There is no recollection of omitting 
this but once, when a schoolmate spent the night 
with me, and she not praying before getting into 
bed, prevented me from kneeling as usual at the 
bedside for evening prayer. My conscience troub- 
led me and after laying my head upon the pillow, I 
silently lifted my troubled heart to God for forgive- 
ness and help — "A guilty conscience who can 
bear?" I think this was never repeated. There 
were times when the Divine presence was early re- 
alized. Two instances come fresh to mind. While 
engaged in some work assigned on a summer's 
evening, my young heart was lifted from "Nature 
to Nature's God" and sweet peace prevailed. I 
was calm and quieted before the Lord, and great 
joy filled my soul. It was more than "Calm as the 
summer evenings be." 



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From early childhood I might have been a 
Christian if the way of obedience and faith then 
had been shown me. O! what a loss! Even now it 
is realized. But the Blessed Spirit, ever true and 
faithful, convinced me of sin, righteousness and 
judgment. The prayer of my heart has been for 
some time past, "Lord, if it be thy will, prolong my 
days that time may be redeemed and the design of 
my being fully met. 

Having inherited that buoyancy of spirit which 
my dear father eminently possessed, I was often 
wayward in childhood, but conscience helped me 
to check my wayward life. My dear mother said 
in after years, "Permelia, you were the leader in 
mischief." 

There were five of us, (the two older children 
had outlived their childish sports) one older, and 
three younger than myself. When in our plays, 
we reached something doubtful, we would pause 
and hold a consultation, and I would be appointed 
to go to mother for permission. 

During these years we lived in Hopew r ell, three 
miles east of Canandaigua, the old homestead occu- 
pied, as I write, by the oldest of the family, Mrs. 



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Mary S Dunkle, now aged eighty-eight years. 
Mr. Geo. Dunkle, her husband, was far more than 
an ordinary Christian. This oldest sister was 
bright and of great force of character. Had she 
lived at the time of the incarnation of Christ, when 
t lie angel said to the woman, "Go quickly and tell 
the disciples that He is risen from the dead/" we 
think she would have hastened their steps with the 
"Gospel message," "Christ is Risen. " 

When she passes away angels will be commis- 
sioned to bear her pure spirit from the "old home- 
stead' to the one eternal mansion. 

The school we attended was a mile north from 
our home. In the winter, the pure white snow 
driven by the winds, would sometimes be heaped 
in consecutive ridges from two to five feet in height 
impassable for pedestrians, especially children. 
One morning we started — Amanda, Laura, John, 
Gideon and myself. The snow was falling fast and 
increased as we advanced. Finally, four turned 
homeward, more wise perhaps, but the writer 
pressed onward. The snow continued all day, and 
at night, when the school was dismissed, I knew 
not what to do, but, looking out, the w T hite face 



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of our horse was discovered coming through the 
almost blinding snow. In a few moments father 
and I were on our way home. It taxed the poor 
horse to the utmost, but we arrived safely and 1 do 
not remember that a reproving word was spoken. 

We were supplied with suitable books and kept 
in school the year around with but little vacation 
as our parents regarded an education, without 
making it a "fad," next to a Bible-Christian life. 

We were taught that the far greatest and most 
important education was secured at "Headquar- 
ters" and that all acquirements made elsewhere 
must be tributory, and in the Divine order. Al- 
though restrained and daily taught the Divine re- 
quirements, yet our religious developement did not 
transcend as it ought to have, the intellectual — a 
loss that, perhaps, can never be made good. The 
importance of conversion in childhood, I am tree 
to say, is incalculable and ought to be followed by 
faithful instructions concerning the way to a per- 
fect Christian life. 



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CHARTER II. 

EARLY CONVERSIONS. 

National Camp Meeting at Round Lake, N. Y. 
A children's meeting had been advertised, and 
some two or three hundred were present under the 
direction of the late Mrs. Inskip. An opportunity 
for testimony was given. Among others a girl 
arose and said, "When I was ten years old I was 
converted and I knew r it." Her words were uttered 
with much force. When eleven years of age, I 
went to a Holiness Camp Meeting, the best meet- 
ings in the world. God sanctified my soul and I 
knew it. Now I am a little past twelve and nobody 
need ever tell me that God can't convert, sanctify 
and keep children." While thus testifying, tears of 
joy and gratitude flowed freely. No one could 
doubt the truth of the testimony. Her simplicity of 
manner and appearance elevated her above chil- 
dren with whom she was a little worker. 

When my husband and I were at Scio, N. Y. in 



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1883. a children's meeting was held in the parson- 
age Saturday afternoon which resulted in the con- 
version of several children and adults and the or- 
ganization of a children's class. The meeting was 
conducted with revival methods. Lois Saunders, 
age thirteen, was powerfully wrought upon by the 
Spirit one afternoon. Her mother said to us, "Lois 
returned from meeting, threw her arms around 
my neck and said, 'Mother, forgive me and pray 
for me.' We knelt in prayer. I prayed; then Lois 
prayed and continued kneeling a little while. On 
rising Lois said, The bad feeling has all gone and 
peace has come/ We remained silent for a little 
time then she said, "Mother, when you make me 
any more dresses, don't put any ruffles on them.' " 
The mother added, "I would not dare to, for I saw 
the child was being taught by the Spirit." The 
mother, like the majority of professed Christians. 
Avas worldly conformed, and nothing had been said 
in the meeting on the subject. It was wonderful 
how the dear child grew in grace, and in the knowl- 
edge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, and how 
she worked for Jesus, beginning at home. 

The result was that the dear mother saw the way 



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of life more clearly and walked therein, and the ten 
vear old brother sought and found the "pearl of 
great price." He testified in the children's class 
one morning of the conscious change and contin- 
ued — "I dreamt last night I sinned against God 
and Oh! how bad I felt; but on waking, I found it 
was all a dream. Oh, how glad I was it was not 
real, but it was only a dream." A prayer meeting 
was held with the family one afternoon when the 
way of Holiness, or Entire Sanctilication was 
taught and the "Life of Hester Ann Rogers" left 
there for their perusal. 

I wish more would read the life of this woman 
eminent for piety. She was helped, under God, by 
the teachings of the Wesleys, and those of John 
De La Fletcher and wife, and soon entered into an 
experimental knowledge of sins forgiven, the New 
Birth, and the "Way of Holiness" of heart and life. 
Although feeble in body, with accumulating cares 
and responsibilities she was continuously rejoicing 
in the knowledge of a full surrender and the assur- 
ance that the offering was accepted. With such 
a clear experience she was a real soul-winner. She 
fell asleep in Jesus at the age of forty. The poor 



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feeble body was in extreme weakness, but a more 
triumphant passing, from earth to heaven was per- 
haps never witnessed or experienced. 

Our dear Lois read the book which, in connec- 
tion with the teaching under God, lead her to see 
her privilege and duty as well. Ere long she sought 
and found the same blessed experience. Listen 
to her testimony given in class one Sabbath 
morning. "After mv sins were forgiven and I knew 
a new heart was given, when improperly treated by 
any of my schoolmates or anyone, I felt a spirit of 
resentment and like saying something back, but 
something told me it was wrong and so I prayed 
and kept from it. After the prayer meeting at our 
house I went to my room and prayed that this 
might all be taken from my heart. Now when 
anyone or anything tries me I have none of this 
feeling rising as I used to." A short time passed 
and, in the class, the leader asked Lois if she re- 
tained the evidence of a pure heart, to which she 
replied, — "I do." The dear mother said of the 
daughter, — "Her every day life is all I could wish." 

In connection with the incident I am deeply im- 
pressed with what Jesus can do for one, for anyone 



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who will meet the conditions. If the work is not 
done, where does the responsibility rest? What an 
incalculable loss to children, the church; to earth 
and heaven. Dear Lord, forgive us all for neg- 
lect for Jesus sake. 

Brigadier Brengle of the Salvation Army held a 
series of meetings in Olean in the winters of 1897 
and 1898. In speaking on the subject of Holiness 
he said, "We have a little boy, Willie, who was con- 
verted at six years of age. Before his conversion 
one night he said to his Mamma, 'Have I been a 
good boy today " His Mamma, holding up her 
hand, said, "No, you have been naughty as many 
times as there are fingers on this hand/ She took 
him to his room, tucked him in his little crib, talked 
and prayed with him and, kissing him good-night, 
left. He seemed greatly changed the next day, 
but said nothing about it till night came and when 
he was taken to rest, he asked the question of the 
night before — 'Mamma, have I been a good boy to- 
day?' 'Yes, all that Mamma could wish/ was the 
reply. 'Well, after you left last night, I prayed 
and Jesus forgave all my sins and gave me a new 
heart.' There was a great change in Willie and he 



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asked his mother the same question night after 
night, for days and weeks and the same reply was 
made. One day his Mamma was going away. 
Willie was very anxious to go with her. but for 
some good reason was not permitted. At night 
before retiring, he asked his customary question — 
'Have I been a good boy today?' The same reply 
was given as for weeks past — :Yes, all Mamma 
could wish.' Willie said, 'But I have not been all 
that Jesus could wish for after you left, I wished 
you would break down because I could not go with 
you.' Willie, a boy of seven, saw the need of a 
pure heart and entered into that state by the pray- 
ers and directions of the mother under guidance ot 
the Spirit. Mrs. Brengle read and explained this 
passage of scripture, "Wherefore he is able to save 
them to the uttermost, etc.'' After their meeting 
Willie said, "I feel T am 'saved to the uttermost/ " 
Airs. Brengle, in relating this circumstance to her 
husband on his return home, said, "Oh, what a 
thrill of joy on hearing this testimony." Do vou 
wonder, me dear readers? 

I am reminded of a re mar k of our dear, sainted 
mother. Our youngest brother was reading law 



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and his model for imitation was Daniel Webster, 
whose likeness was prominent in his study. This 
was before his conversion. Mother, referring to it 
one day said, "I would rather Gideon would be a 
humble minister of the Gospel of Christ than the 
greatest lawyer of this or any other country." It 
seems our brother thought so too, when he was re- 
stored to his right mind. 

If dear children are not taught to come to Jesus 
and their minds develope without these hallowed 
influences, Satan, ever busy, will occupy them and 
the fresh, beautiful morning of life will be given to 
the world. 

Bishop William Taylor says, "I have known 
two or three, who were directed in their earliest 
childhood into the love of Jesus and their lives,, 
inner and outer, seemed never stained by sin. One 
especially in the Dominion of Canada approaching 
ninety years of age." 

Many instances might be mentioned of childhood 
led to God. Commander and Consul Booth-Tuck- 
er consecrate their children to God and the Army 
in infancy. The commander had been ill. They re - 
tired for the night. In the morning, on meeting his 



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family, their little girl, between two and three years 
of age ran to meet him and when taken into his 
arms, the child inquired, "How are you. papa, this 
morning?" The reply was, "Better, I thank you.*' 
"Who made you better?" "Jesus made me better.'' 
The dear child, raising her eyes heavenward, ex- 
claimed, "Tank oo. Desus." 

My sister Caroline, Mrs. Dr. Dayton, took her 
children to Jesus as really as did the mothers in the 
days of His incarnation and to the family altar, as 
soon as they were of sufficient age, and at the eve- 
ning family prayer-rneeting their young voices, in 
turn, were heard in vocal prayer. The father, from 
his professional demands, was necessarily often ab- 
sent from home, and trusted largely their mother 
for the spiritual care of the children — their early 
conversion and discipline. The dear mother was 
true to her trust, (Bless her precious name) taking 
the children, one by one, to her closet of prayer 
and giving them, "line upon line, precept upon pre- 
cept; here a little and there a little.'' Xo matter 
who was present, in the absence of the true and 
faithful father, family prayer was never omitted, 
nor blessing at the table. It was a "heavy cross 



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sometimes" she said to the writer, but she was am- 
ply rewarded. 

THE "FAMILY ALTAR." 

A family group surrounding the altar. The fath- 
er leads in prayer for much needed help to meet 
the arduous duties and great responsibilities of life, 
and for a special blessing on the family he leaves. 
The mother emphasizes the petition offered and 
pleads for help as none but a real Christian mother 
can. Then the dear children in age-order, — Joseph- 
ine, Carrie, Bennie, George, Edson add their pray- 
ers and a heavenly atmosphere pervades the sanc- 
tum of home. Although years have passel we feel 
while writing, the influence of such a scene — silent 
and mellowing. (A thousand pities for the home 
that has no family altar). I cannot recall the time 
said Josephine, when Jesus was not my personal 
Savior. The second daughter, Carrie, fell asleep in 
Jesus after a few days' illness, in perfect triumph, 
aged sixteen, her mother, my sister, yielding her up 
in sweet submission to the Divine order for she had 
offered this prayer of faith, "Father help me to be 
as cheerful in giving her back to thee, as I was in 



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receiving from thee. Father, Thou knowest 
best : Leave, or take." 

Rev. Benjamin B. Dayton died on shipboard, 
returning from England, and was buried at sea 
Although a great trial to the whole family, yet, un- 
doubtedly, it was the best time and way of depart- 
ure for "Our Father" never makes a mistake. On 
returning from the Thursday evening prayer meet- 
ing to our parsonage home I opened a letter con- 
taining the sad intelligence. Alone, (my husband 
being at Conference), I extinguished the lights for 
the night and with tearful eyes laid my weary body 
down to rest. In that sad hour, Sleep, "nature's 
sweet restorer," fled; but, while in prayer I saw as 
distinctly as I ever did the smiling face of "Bennie," 
as we familiarly called him, and heard his voice — 
"Aunt, don't weep for me. I am here with mother," 
(who died a few years before). My tears ceased; 
and heart-pain was gone, and sleep rested on my 
eyes that had ceased to weep. "Jesus has a balm 
for every wound, a cordial for every fear." The 
two remaining children have given themselves to 
God and are trying to lead Christian lives. 



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CHARTER III. 

FIRST PUBLIC PROFESSION. 

It was not until I was about eighteen years of age 
that a public acknowledgment was made of dissat- 
isfaction with my spiritual state, and united with the 
church in Canandaigua, Rev. T. Castleton, pastor. 
I was faithful to the means of grace, — preaching, 
class and prayer meetings, but did not seem to 
make much advancement in the divine life. 

The year before, I had attended a select school 
in Canandaigua, and boarded with Rev. and Mrs. 
Carlton, my sister, the teacher being Miss Beecher, 
formerly of Lima Seminary. Two winters after, I 
spent in the Seminary at Lima, boarding in the in- 
stitution. My youngest sister, Laura, of precious 
memory, who is now among the angels, was my 
chum. 

She became the wife of Rev. Charles Shelling 
and fell in the midst of labors abundant, — a useful 
life that "went out" at noon, but arose on the other 



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side in splendor, to glow through the ages unend- 
ing. Her uplifting, sisterly influence is even now 
appreciated as never before. We were the two 
youngest daughters with not quite two years differ- 
ence in age, and scarcely held a secret from each 
other. She spent a week with us in Rochester be- 
fore her final departure. One Sunday morning, at 
a National Camp Meeting, at Sea Cliff, Long Is- 
land, listening to song and testimony with more than 
usual thoughtfulness, having just heard of her pass- 
ing away, when suddenly my thoughts turned to 
the spirit world and, in immagination. I seemed, as 
it were, to see her and hold communion with her 
pure spirit which approached me with a spirit-kiss, 
so beautiful. I think it was in the year 1842 we 
changed our residence, moving to Lima, N. Y. for 
educational advantages. 

Some little time after, Rev. F. G. Hibbard, D. D., 
was stationed at Lima,, under whose labors, togeth- 
er with the influence of the late Mrs. Dr. Bartlett, a 
new era dawned upon my life. An Anti-slavery 
Society was organized for the benefit of the fugi- 
tives in the village of St. Catherines, Canada, before 
the Emancipation Proclamation, and my husband 



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and I were appointed by this society to open a 
mission school among them — receive and distri- 
bute the clothing etc. This organization was com- 
posed of women from the three churches, Presby- 
terian, Baptist and Methodist. Mrs. Bartlett, Pres- 
ident, who said, "I would love to go* myself if I 
could leave my family." So great was her love for 
the suffering African race. "I would rather have 
the good will of the poor than the rich." Such a 
precious friend in my youth, before my married life, 
influenced me in the pursuit of a life of entire devo- 
tion to Christ and every good work, more than any 
other, perhaps, outside of my home. An Anti-slav- 
ery prayer service was statedly held, in which it 
was her delight to be found pleading for the poor 
fugitive. Now, after a lapse of fifty years, I hear 
earnest pleadings, "May we feel for them, as bound 
with them." I see her heaven-lit countenance suf- 
fused in tears as we rose off our knees, precious 
saint of God. I loved her dearly, next to our own 
family. ' Easily and naturally she took up her lines 
of work, visiting the sick etc. Home was never 
neglected: all was neat and tidy. The needs of all 
the members of her family were met. Then, as 



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health and strength permitted, tinder the direction 
of the Spirit, she went out as did the Savior, to 
seek and save the lost, sympathizing with the af- 
flicted, supplying the wants of the needy, and point- 
ing the unsaved to the world's Redeemer. She was 
an angel of mercy to many. Her sympathy for the 
poor slave knew no bounds. In Mrs. Harriett's last 
sickness she checked the weeping at her bedside 
saying, "Instead of weeping, you should rejoice 
that another sinner is saved by grace and Hearing 
home." 

"A minister asked her, "Now, as you are poising 
between two worlds and have an increase of the 
celestial life, do you think you have been unneces- 
sarily particular in some things and might have 
conformed a little, more, here and there for the 
sake of influence?" The reply was, "I see every- 
thing otherwise and would be more particular, if 
possible, scrupulously adhering to all the teachings 
of the Bible." She closed her beautiful, saintly Hie 
by conversation with her mute son in the mute 
language. With her fingers purple in death to the 
second joint, she told him of her blissful falling- 
asleep in Jesus. Her family and many friends ex- 



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pected just such a "crossing" after such a devoted 
life. She fulfilled the command "Come out from 
among them and be ye separate, touch not the un- 
clean and 1 will receive you, and ye shall be my 
sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty. " 
(2 Cor. 6:17). 

One day after her death the attention of Mrs. 
Wilbur Hoag*, a preacher's widow, was attracted to 
two poorly clad boys wandering in the cemetery. 
She said, "It was a beautiful summer's day. My 
window which looked upon the cemetery was 
raised and I called to them. They came to me and 
said, "We are looking for Mrs. Bartlett's grave." 
These words touched a tender cord and immediate- 
ly she joined them in the way to the newly made 
grave. The two brothers, about ten and twelve 
years of age, sat down upon the grave and wept 
bitterly. I asked them why they wept? They re- 
plied, "Mrs. Bartlett used to come and see us, talk 
and pray with us and bring us clothes and some- 
thing good to eat.' " The family was the only 
needy family in the village and the cause of their 
poverty and wretchedness was that their father was 
a drunkard. 



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CHARTER IV. 

A NEW EXPERIENCE. 

A new era dawned upon the writer at twenty-five 
years of age, which all the changes of following 
years have never effaced. The pure everyday life 
of Mrs. Bartlett and the preaching of Rev. Dr. F. G. 
Hibbard, our new pastor, with his pastoral visiting 
and doctrinal teachings, under the influence of the 
Spirit, arrested my attention. Every Sabbath morn- 
ing for several weeks. Holiness was the theme of 
his discourses. The Spirit attended his preaching. 
The church became quickened and interested in 
the "Central Doctrine" of the Bible. Then, a "hol- 
iness meeting" was appointed for Tuesday evening 
of each week. Earnest seeking for this state of 
grace now became my daily pursuit. One Sabbath 
morning, being detained from church by a slight 
illness I took my Bible and went to a retired room 
with this resolve fully made, "This room will not be 
left until the blessing sought is received. I had 



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knelt but a few moments in prayer when the Light 
entered into my soul. My sins were forgiven, my 
guilt removed, and I was filled with joy unspeak- 
able. The precious Bible, from that glad hour 
was a new book. Great delight was had in reading 
it, and in prayer. ''Behold, old things passed away, 
and all things become new." Not long after this 
experience a present of twenty-five dollars was giv- 
en me by a member of the family, a large portion of 
which was spent in the purchase of religious books 
which were of incalculable value, — "The Life of Ma- 
dame Guyon," in two volumes, translated from the 
French into English by Prof. Upham; "Catherine 
Adorna" from the Italian by the same; Prof. Up- 
ham's "Interior Life," and "Way of Faith," etc. 
I also had the reading of the lives of the sainted 
Fletcher and wife, and Hester Anne Rogers, and 
"Laws Serious Call to a Holy Life," etc. The class 
of reading was food indeed. 

Being naturally very light-hearted I had been 
given to "foolish talking and jesting"(Eph. 5:4), but 
now this was all gone. My light-heartedness was 
purified and turned into another channel. I natur- 
ally chose for companions those of like mind and 



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heart. Nor could speaking evil of others in deris- 
ion be indulged. I remember saying to Mrs. 
Welch, wife of the steward of the Seminary, older 
than myself, and much in advance spiritually, "I 

am prejudiced against Brother The gentle 

reproof was never forgotten. Although taught 
from childhood that this was sinful, and taught the 
folly and sinfulness also of worldly conformity there 
had been, to a limited extent, a violation of the 
teachings of the Word, and of my parents, which 
I perceived one Sabbath morning as we were kneel- 
ing in prayer in the church. I had purchased a hat 
the week before and, for the first time, appeared 
with it. It was not quite up to date with the fash- 
ionable hats now worn, but there was worldly con- 
formity unjustifiable. While kneeling, the true 
posture for prayer, my fancy hat w^as presented to 
my mind, as clearly perceived as though I had seen 
it with my eyes. By the light and help of the Holy 
Spirit the lesson was learned, once for all. If there 
had been a turning away from this timely teaching, 
undoubtedly the light would have become dark- 
ness. The objectionable was laid aside and the gos- 
pel style, — not only of attire, but in the home- 



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life generally was adopted. It was shown to me 
clearly a duty, as repentance, and faith in our Lord 
Jesus Christ. Thousands have made shipwreck of 
faith at this point, have been drawn into the whirl- 
pool of fashion and little by little sacrificed all. 

Pride is fostered, when it should be nipped in the 
bud; and the transgressor becomes less and less 
likely to secure the peace of Christ, drifts farther 
away and dies early peradventure without hope of 
Heaven. Should my influence or example endan- 
ger others? Provision has been made for the re- 
demption and salvation of every son and daughter 
of Adam. "Whosoever will, may come and par- 
take of the water of life freely." (Rev. 22:17). We 
will not forget that "Pride is an abomination to the 
Lord." All alike are responsible and shall stand 
at the day of adjudication, which is swiftly ap- 
proaching, to be judged by the Word which has 
been given us as a lamp to our feet and a light to 
our path." Will we be able to say, "I have stood 
aloof from the sins, of the day, I have washed my 
hands in innocencv?" If so, then we shall hear the 
"Well done thou good and faithful servant." May 
these truths be burned into the very center of our 



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being by the power of the Holy Ghost fire. The 
multiplied amusements, games, etc., professedly for 
needed rest, but which kill time which is not ours, 
but a precious gift from our loving Father who 
says, "Redeem the time because the days are evil." 
(Eph. 5:16). Jesus has given us a beautiful exam- 
ple when he and his disciples were wearied from 
much toil. Hear His precious words which must 
have been as heavenly balm to body and mind. 
"Come ye yourselves into a desert place and rest 
awhile.' 7 ' Rest, the entire being often needs. We 
well remember at work on a laborious charge sev- 
en miles out from our parsonage home, having at- 
tended two preaching services and a class meeting. 
How vreary we were! And when within three or 
four miles of home, the thought came — if you 
could be transported to the place of rest, what a 
luxury it woull be. After some refreshments and 
rest, came the evening service. Oh, the sweet rest 
after having given our entire strength of mind and 
body to God's work, second only to the great rest 
of faith. 

The path of self-denial clearly perceived has, by 
divine aid, been chosen and taken. Love for souls 



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has been experienced as never before, a missionary 
spirit which accompanies all born of the Spirit. Al- 
so work in the Sabbath school, prayer and person- 
al effort for others, are engaged in as they had not 
been before. 

Soon after this new experience the first death 
occurred in the family, that of my sister Amanda, 
the third daughter. Her husband, Rev. Thomas 
Carlton, was at this time Presiding Elder of Corn- 
ing district. Mrs. Carlton's health failing, she de- 
sired to return home for a while that she might 
have the medical care of her brother-in-law, Dr. D. 
D. Dayton. She gradually declined under the most 
careful treatment and finally the doctor felt obliged 
to inform her that death was "only a question of 
time." The next morning she said to me, "No one 
can know what my feelings were at this disclosure. 
I thought if one of you, Laura or yourself, could 
only go with me." She said to her husband, "If the 
Lord permits, I will be your guardian angel," and 
she talked privately with her brothers, aged eight- 
een and twenty-one, giving each a token of remem- 
brance. She passed away early one April morning 
at the age of twenty-seven. We can never forget 



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that morning. The family group were assembled 
in the upper room. The cot on which the dear dy- 
ing one lay was placed near the open window where 
the father sat who carefully drew aside the curtain 
that she might have fresh morning air. The 
air was like that of a summer's morning, perfumed 
from the flowers of the trees near by, upon which a 
bird had lighted and was caroling its sweetest 
notes. As her breath grew less and less we knelt 
in prayer, led by Prof Schuyler Saeger. All was 
over soon. The "beautiful and well-favoured" 
form was still for the angel of death had come and 
accomplished his permitted mission. 

What Mrs. Carlton might have become by grace 
divine or have accomplished towards the extention 
of the kingdom of Christ, with longer life, is known 
only to him who kk doeth all things well." We trust 
she is with him who redeemed her by his most 
precious blood, chanting his praise forever 



"Where sickness, sorrow, pain, and death 
Are felt and feared no more." 

Truly God moves in a mysterious way. 



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The Elixer of Life. 



The Elixer of life is loss of th' will 
(The mission of Christ on earth to fulfil) 
And with the loss comes the greatest net gain, 
The pure will restored from sins deepest stain. 

Now roaming with the divine ev'rywhere, 
Through the realms of nature, grace, here, and 
there, 

Only second in all the regions of light, 
Adapted to all that is pure and bright. 

Peace reigns now in full, the contest is o'er, 
A T o selfishness struggling for wrong ever more. 
The design is met, the purest life found, 
Forever the weapons of warfare are ground. 

Eden is gained more perfect than of yore, 
And richer gains far than ever before; 
The Tribune this greatest problem solved out, 
Jesus, the Crucified, brought it about. 

It's enough, by grace, I'm captured at will, 

So surrender at once; and now fulfil 

All Thy gracious, loving mind in me, 

Thy child on earth, and yet walking with Thee. 

Gift divine (expressing Infinite Love, 
Atmosphere pure of the Eden above), 
Bestowed upon all w T ho repent, believe, 
For Jesus the "water of life will give." 



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CHAPTER V. 

MR. POST'S PARENTS. 

On an eventful day in the year 1805. in Hebron, 
Conneticutt, Mr. Jordan Post was united in mar- 
riage with Miss Melinda Woodruff, aged respec- 
tively thirty-five and twenty-eight. Xot long after 
their marriage they moved to Toronto, then called 

Little York, Canada, he a member of the Presby- 
terian church and his wife a member of the Meth- 
odist church. Mr. Jordan Post's occupation was 
that of a jeweler and engraver and being of pleas- 
ing address and a conversationalist, he soon gained 
many patrons and accumulated much wealth. He 
was not sectarian in spirit and gave a lot on King's 
street to the Methodists on which they built their 
first church in Toronto. This was when my future- 
to-be husband was a little boy of four or five years 
of age. After years of prosperity. Mr. Post visited 
his native state accompanied by his second son. 
Woodruff, then sixteen or seventeen years of age. 



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who was so delighted with the spirit and thrift of 
the Americans that he made up his mind that when 
he should arrive at manhood, he said, "this shall be 
my people. " His dear mother passed away in her 
fortieth year. She had been an invalid for several 
years and in great quiet sank to rest in hope of a 
blissful immortality. Her efforts and prayers for 
her family, two sons and five daughters, are all 
over, but the fragrance of her Christian life still 
lives and will continue long after the family are 
gone in that land which knows no parting. To her 
son Woodruff she said, "Read good books." A 
few years after, his father, seventy-eight years of 
age, entered through "The Pearly Gate" into the 
land of rest. He had, in his earlier years, been 
taught the faith of Calvin — "Once in grace, always 
in grace. " In later years having heard the testimo- 
ny of a minister who said, "I was converted and 
knew, without a doubt, my sins were all forgiven 
and rejoiced in possession of the new birth; but not 
watching and praying as I should have done, lost 
my first love. In deep humiliation repented and 
sought forgiveness. The Lord heard and answer- 
ed prayer and restored me to His favor. Mr. Post 



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said, "Such has been my experience and from that 
time belived I could fall away; sought and found 
forgiveness and was restored to the divine favor." 
In his closing sickness, when he could no longer 
speak his son Woodruff enquired, ''Father is the 
way clear?" By a movement of the hand he affirm- 
ed that it was. Mr. Woodruff Post, my husband, 
entered the seminary at Wilson, Niagara Co., N. Y. 
where he became acquainted with the late Rev. 
W. H. DePuy, who advised him to attend Genesee 
Weslyan Seminary at Lima, N. Y. 



I'll walk in "The Way'' till th' close of life's day. 
When I shall hear th' glad call — away, away! 
Then plume my glad wings and soar upon high. 
Above land, and sea, and the starry sky. 



MISS PERMELIA ANN DRAPER. 



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CHAPTER VS. 

THE BRIDAL DAY AND TOUR. 

On the 16th day of May, 1850,. in the early 
morning, the family group, consisting of my clear 
father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. Dunkle, Dr and 
Mrs. Dayton and daughter, Rev. and Mrs. Charles 
Shelling, Mr. and Mrs. John C. Draper and Mr. 
Gideon Draper, Jr. were assembled at our parents' 
home in Lima. In a few moments the bride and 
groom appeared, the groom in a neat suit of black, 
the bride in simple attire. The "ceremony" was 
performed by Rev. John Copeland. The breakfast 
repast was over and we were soon on our wedding- 
tour, during which my new relatives 0/ Mr. Post, 
in Toronto, Canada, and other places, were visited. 
We saw the necessity of watchfulness and pray- 
ing lest being diverted from the proper improve- 
ment of time we should lose spirituality. I found 
much pleasure while visiting different places, in 



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circulating, at proper times and occasions, relig- 
ious literature and in Bible study etc. It was inter- 
esting to notice the works of human hands as well 
as the wondrous works of God in various sceneries. 
Truly this world of grandeur and beauty created 
for man should insure admiration and devotion in 
hallowed service to his creator. In visiting my 
husband's relatives and friends I sought humbly 
to benefit those with whom we visited. I remem- 
ber one occasion in particular, while at the house of 
Mr. and Airs. S , in Toronto, relating the deal- 
ings of the Lord with me. It was a cross and the 
enemy was near to hinder, but favorable oppor- 
tunity presented itself when alone with Mrs. S 

and no sooner had I "opened my mouth" than 
Divine aid was given. A blessing came to me 
and she seemed much effected. In visiting in To- 
ronto in 1897, I met one of Mr. Post's nieces whom 
I had not seen for over forty years, Miss J osephine 
Milbourne, now deceased, a matronly woman, 
past sixty, a lovely Christian of the English church, 
who said, "I well remember the sweet verses of 
Madame Guyon you repeated wdien visiting us on 
your bridal tour" and she rehearsed a few lines of 



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"Love Divine When, by Divine grace, we 

have been the agents of help to others, and have 
witnessed many helped heavenward, though there 
ought perhaps to have been multitudes, the 
thought is very humiliating and a great stimulus 
to the better improvement of the time remaining. 



Tis joy to pass this blood-bought blessing round. 

Tell of the true riches which we have found; 

A special gift to the Spirit-born soul, 

To tell how the wounded may be made whole. 



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CHARTER VII. 



SETTLED IN GENEVA, N. Y. 

On our return, we settled for the winter in 
Geneva; we gave in our names to the church and 
were in the Sunday school as teachers, also taught 
a Bible class in the African church. Desires con- 
tinued and increased for the blessing of entire sanc- 
tification. One Sunday morning I was detained 
from church by the inclemency of the weather. Af- 
ter my dear husband had left and I was alone the 
thought came — "Now is a gfo-od time to seek and 
obtain the long-sought boon-holiness of heart and 
life." Five years before, on a wintry Sunday morn- 
ing, alone with God, I had sought and found the 
"new birth/' The decision made, I immediately 
knelt in prayer. The first thought, "is my conse- 
cration complete?" was brought before the Lord 
and this promise came to my mind, "If ye are oth- 
erwise minded in anything, I will reveal even this 
unto you." Under the influence and direction of 



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the Spirit I pled the fulfilment of this promise and 
soon it was clearly shown me that my good name 
or reputation was withheld from the offering and 
this must be given up to make the offering com- 
plete. In a word — 

"Myself to Christ I have given, 
My talents, time and voice, 
Myself, my reputation, 
The lone way is my choice." 

The conditions had not yet been met as the Holy 
Spirit revealed and it cost a real struggle in pray- 
er before the wall surrendered. When it did sur- 
render, the Holy Spirit clearly revealed the fact 
of a sacrifice complete and put to me the question, 
"What is the next step?" and helped me to answer, 
"to believe the offering accepted." I had no diffi- 
culty in believing now inasmuch as all the previous 
steps had been taken. The way was as clear as 
a sunbeam. Probably it should be said here that 

Mrs. Phoebe Palmer's writings on "Consecration 
and Faith," under God, were a great help to me in 
believing the offering accepted the moment it was 
made. The Spirit bore witness with my spirit that 



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the work was accomplished and, to my inner vis- 
ion, my heart was as a sheet of white paper, — "No 
evil principle was left caged" and the joy, the fruit 
of faith was "unspeakable and full of glory/' 

"Tis done! Thou dost this moment save, 

With full salvation bless; 
Redemption through thy blood I have 

And spotless life and peace. " 

The blessing was as specifically sought as that of 
conversion and the assurance of this state of grace 
as clear as that of the new birth. It admitted of no 
doubt so that the enemy has not had here the least 
advantage. As frequent and persistant as his sug- 
gestions have been all along the way, I have never 
been tempted to doubt conversion nor cleans- 
ing of my heart at this time from all unrighteous- 
ness. His suggestions have been on the line of 
not keeping the offering complete and believing 
its present acceptance. 

I believe it to be all-important that the doctrine 
of Holiness as well as that of true repentance and 
the new birth be kept before the people especially 
the church if it meets God's design, — "A city set 



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upon a hill which cannot be hid." Our limited ex- 
perience has taught us that it is impossible for a 
church to maintain its normal condition without 
this teaching. Two charges especially are brought 
to mind where conversion and holiness were con- 
tinuously kept before the people, as states of grace 
to be attained and retained with continued growth 
^ I give an instance from the writings of Airs, 
the result was a continuous revival, a deeper and 
more thorough work in the church. nM-^ 
I give an instance from the writings of Mrs. 
Phoebe Palmer when she began a series of meet- 
ings in Toronto. The pastor of the church con- 
ducted the preliminary exercises during which 
time Mrs. Palmer was hesitating what subject to 
present as the congregation was mostly not of the 
church. She says, "The pastor, introducing me to 
the audience, announced that my theme would be 
holiness. That of course decided the matter." At 
the conclusion of the public address an invitation 
was extended as usual, to all who desired the bless- 
ing of holiness to come to the altar for prayer, and 
to seekers of religion as well. An infidel came from 
the gallery, knelt with the seekers, sought and 



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found the forgiveness of all sins anl was made to 
rejoice exceedingly in the knowledge of sins for- 
given and adoption into the Heavenly family. 

Mrs. General Booth, in a letter to one of her 
children says, "Make the religion of Jesus Christ 
the first thing of your life, and in all your effort for 
others, so live and labor as that you shall be able 
so say with the apostle Paul, 'Follow me as I fol- 
low Christ/ Your father is such a man." No one 
can tell how much and what will be accomplished 
if the Spirit shall have free and full course in him 
and through him. I do not know that he had 
full possession and control of anyone, but the ene- 
my seems to have had full possession and guidance 
of many precious souls, who have yielded to his 
suggestion and power until the last ray of hope has 
gone out in everlasting darkness. Their redemp- 
tion having been provided for they might have 
been by grace, among the innumerable company 
of the blood-washed around the "throne" of eternal 
glory. \ 

Church of the living God, awake! 

Thy beauteous garments wear, 
Compass the world for Jesus' sake, 

Who did our burdens bear. 



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CHARTER VIII. 



ST. CATHERINES AND ITINERANCY. 

We left Geneva in the spring 185 1 and returned 
to Lima. The Anti-Slavery Monthly Concert of 
Prayer and Anti-Slavery Aid Society meeting- 
weekly for the benefit of the fugitives of St. Cather- 
ines, originated by Mrs. Bartlett, were in operation 
at this time. I can never forget the exalted pleas- 
ure and profit of these gatherings. When our pub- 
lic work w^as entered upon, help was drawn from 
this source. 

Aid societies can be so conducted as to be spirit- 
ually helpful to both old and young. On our 

charge at A such an aid society was organized 

for the benefit of a church in process of erection. 
One of the members of the Presbyterian Church, a 
lady in good standing, invited the society to meet 
in her parlors, which were in the principle hotel of 
the village. The kind invitation was courteously 
acknowledged and accepted. When the hour ar- 



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rived for devotional evercises the work was laid 
aside and a Bible called for. The proprietor who 
had come in, saw the Bible and the prospects. He 
seemed somewhat embarassed and politely with- 
drew. It was a warm day. The doors and windows 
of the spacious building were thrown open wide 
and the never-to-be-forgotten hymn that everybody 
loves, "Jesus Lover of My Soul/' was sung in the 
spirit. So distinctly was every word articulated 
through every part of the building that all could un- 
derstand. 

Entering on our mission in St. Catherines, our 
oldest pupil, Mrs. Wilson, over "eighty/' said, "I 
can't always be present on time; have our break- 
fast to get an house to set in order.'' She entered 
the room with a courtesy in a comfortable, clean 
dress and neat, plain white cap. She said, "I came 
to learn to write and to pronounce words in the 
Bible." Mr. Post sat by her side and, as best he 
could, taught her how to hold the pen, which was 
no little task as she had been a slave and her hands 
were misshapen from toil. The dear aged woman 
made very good progress, being an earnest Christ- 
ian, and so eager to learn that she did better than 



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most young persons. I had the privilege of teach- 
ing her to read the Bible more perfectly. She 
would now and then close her eyes and silently lift 
her heart to the Lord in praise for the privilege. 
I believe the precious saint is now before the throne 
in holy communion with "Our Father." One 
morning early, after most of the scholars had come, 
the door opened and a little four-year-old girl en- 
tered in a blue delaine dress which my niece, Car- 
rie Dayton, had outgrown. She came to me, put 
her hands in my lap and lifted her head to have her 
little hood removed and then quietly went to the 
seat assigned her. Precious child, we loved her 
just as much as though she had been lily-white 
with "sky-blue eyes and golden hair." We trust 
we will meet many of them at the "river" where 
bright angel feet have trod. After remaining near- 
ly a year we went to Rochester and boarded with 
Rev. and Mrs. John Parker until the session of 
Conference, known as East Genesee Conference, 
in 1857. From early manhood Mr. Post felt called 
to the ministry in Canada. His first appointment 
was at Italy Hill, N. Y., where we had the satisfac- 
tion of seeing sinners saved. We both felt the great 



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responsibility but having learned to apply to the 
Strong for strength we entered upon the work 
hopefully and joyfully and remained in it twenty- 
two years. Success, all of grace, more or less 
crowned the labors of each year. On our first 
charge, early in the year, a prayer-meeting was ap- 
pointed at the parsonage to pray especially for a 
revival. One of the most devoted members of the 
church. Sister Blood prayed, being a woman of 
faith, that none be present but the pastor and wife 
and herself. No one else came. The meeting last- 
ed between two and three hours. As we bowed be- 
fore the Lord, in united and continued supplica- 
tion we prevailed. The community, one after ano- 
ther by name were brought before the mercy seat 
for salvation. Soon a revival was the result, souls 
were saved, the church edified and strengthened. 

At this period in the history of Methodism we 
did not always find a parsonage fitted up for occu- 
pancy which made the "moving" more burden- 
some; but it being a part of the program, we were 
enabled, by grace, to perform this part with cheer- 
iulness and take "the spoiling of our goods" in the 
same spirit. We always found some to give us a 



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hearty welcome and were at once "at home." "This 
is our people." Our prayer always was "Lord, 
send us just where we can accomplish the most for 
Thee/' and we sometimes felt if there was a field 
more difficult than others, "Here am I, send me." 
"Anywhere for Jesus.". What wonderful conde- 
scension to choose human agents to extend and 
build up the kingdom of our Lord and Savior, Je- 
sus Christ, in this fallen world! Co-laborers with 
Him. Truly, "angels might covet such a privilege." 
I have sometimes taken up my fountain pen to 
write when it has failed me. On examination, I 
have found no ink in the barrel. So, in our work 
for souls, unless we are filled and under the influ- 
ence and guidance of the Holy Spirit, our labors 
are fruitless and in vain. We felt this need as we 
went from charge to charge, and no one but our 
Father knows the wakeful hours at night, the ear- 
nest pleadings had in the closet and the victories 
won. 

The height of our ambition was to cast in our 
mite towards keeping the church up to the gospel 
standard, and to live in harmony with God, that 
there might be no occasion to say, "Physician heal 



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thyself." To bring young converts into our midst, 
without being sufficiently able to help them be- 
come strong and faithful Christians, pressing for- 
ward unto gospel perfection, was our earnest de- 
sire. How many heart-aches has the writer 
endured along this line, while in public work and 
since retirement and in this soul wrestling has pled 
at the mercy seat for "Pentecost" on the church. 
On witnessing such a heaven-born baptism, I could 
more cheerfully adopt the language of Simeon — 
"Now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace for 
mine eyes have seen thy salvation." Just in pro- 
portion to the thoroughness of the work every- 
where, in the pulpit and class meeting, pastoral 
visiting and personal conversation is the work ex- 
tended in the church and community. I recall two 
churches in which the revival influence continued 
the year around with now and then a soul convert- 
ed and another sanctified, with continued growing 

interest. At C Mr. Post preached a sermon 

on entire sanctiflcation as obtainable now on the 
part of the fully justified, (who have the witness of 
sins forgiven), and described the way of its secure- 
ment. I think it was in the evening, and the first 



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sermon Sister M had heard on that subject. 

After returning from church, she and her husband 
knelt in earnest, supplicating prayer for the much 
desired boon and continued their meeting until 
midnight. At dawn of day we were summoned 
by the words, "Will you come to Grandpa's? 
Grandma is dead." With great surprise and sor- 
row, we hastened to the bereaved home. There 
was the lifeless form of the clear saint and the hus- 
band at the bedside, weeping. As best he could 
amid sobs, he said, "I never heard such a prayer 
for herself, for me, the church, and the people. " 
This dear sister had said to me before leaving the 
church that evening-, "I did not feel able to come 
out tonight, but to encourage my husband I came." 

If the Holy Spirit had been allowed to accom- 
plish His full work, this poor, fallen world might 
before this, have been conquered and given back to 
Christ. O, that the coming church and all laborers 
in the Master's vineyard may understand more fully 
her possibilities and measure up to the very extent 
of our privilege in Christ Jesus! 



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CHAPTER IX. 

INSTANCES OF ANSWERED PRAYER. 

We were only partly settled on our first charge, 
when Mr. Post was called to Rochester on impor- 
tant business. The house we occupied was large. 
The chambers were unfinished and the kitchen as 
well, but it could be occupied. At once it was 
homelike and enjoyable, being located on an emi- 
nence which commanded extensive views of varied 
and most attractive scenery. A dark night follow- 
ed a rainy day. As it neared nine o'clock, I made 
arrangements for retiring, and extinguished the 
light, but, as soon as my wearied head rested upon 
the pillow, fear seemed to take full possession. 
The conclusion had been reached that I would not 
draw upon others when left alone. Immediately 
the heart was lifted in prayer; but fear, instead of 
subsiding, increased. I think the enemy had some- 
thing to do with it, but continued, persevering 
prayer, with faith, brought perfect victory and 



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great rejoicing. I laid down as composed as 
though my husband was at home, and slept sound- 
ly all night. It was not only a victory for the night, 
but for all after time. 

When at A , a few years subsequent, a dona- 
tion was held on a certain evening at the parsonage 
for the purpose of helping to meet the preacher's 
salary. There was a fine, intelligent class of young- 
people, but they were accustomed to amusements, 
including dancing, sometimes, at such gatherings, 
as we were informed. We had been but a few 
weeks with the people and were extremely anxious 
to promote the spiritual interests of the church and 
community, and it seemed nothing was left us but 
recourse to prayer. An hour or two before the time 
appointed, with a pressed spirit, I went to my 
closet, shut the door and poured out my heart in 
earnest supplication. Faith claimed the promise, 
and joy took the place of sorrow. In a little while 
dark, portentous clouds covered the sky. The rain 
fell in torrents and continued so long as to prevent 
the gathering. A train of cars could proceed no 
farther and remained over night, the passengers 
staying in the cars. In the morning the refresh- 



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ments provided for a large company were sold to 
the ''hungry multitude/' and more money real- 
ized than was anticipated from the evening gather- 
ing. "Our Father" knew just the best way. The 
evil was prevented, and the hungry fed. 

After to years of labor, in which we had taken 
no vacation, Mr. Post felt the need of comparative 
rest, and took a supnumerary relation for a year 
or two. We were located in Rochester. One 
night, Mr. Post being out of the city, in the dark- 
ness a loud rap was heard at the door, with the cry 
of "Fire, Fire," which awoke me suddenly from a 
sound sleep. The room was nearly as light as in 
the day. I arose quickly and, on looking out of the 
west window, I saw a huge column of rolling, dark 
smoke, sparkling with fire. The strong west wind 
bleAv the burning cinders into the yard. Calm and 
collected, under the Spirit's influence. I could do 
nothing but pray and believe, and this was resorted 
to. On rising from prayer to watch the progress of 
the fire, I saw the wind shifted and danger was past. 
My heart even now glows with thanksgiving and 
praise for this, as well as many other deliverances. 

We were again wonderfully delivered from fire, 



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in answer to prayer. We were aroused from sleep. 
A brick store three doors from us was in flames. 
The buildings between it and us were wooden struc- 
tures and the flames were reaching to consume 
them. With beating hearts we knelt in prayer and 
the precious promise came, "It shall not come nigh 
thee." Restful calm took the place of fear, and 
with our neighbors were delivered from devouring 
flames and exposure to one of the coldest mornings 
of the winter. Our thankful hearts made us sing 
the Doxology, "Praise God from whom all bless- 
ings flow." When we came to Rochester it 
was with a, consuming zeal to accomplish there the 
most possible for souls. I remember especially this 
item of conversation as w T e were walking out — "The 
finest dwelling in the city, offered, would be no 
temptation, if we were obliged to take care of it. 
Our time which is a part of our estate is too prec- 
ious to be occupied in that way." We thought 
of these sacred words — "They overcame by the 
blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testi- 
mony." 

A meeting was opened in our room for the "pro- 
motion of holiness" which continued until Rev. Dr. 



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F. G. Ilibbard was appointed pastor of Asbury 
church who instiuted such a meeting in the parlors 
of the church. A gay, thoughtless young man, 
who, with his parents, was in our boarding house, 
came one evening evidently for no good purpose. 
The light chandelier needed adjusting and he laugh- 
ingly offered his services. No sooner had he arisen 
than he fell backwards from the chair on which he 
was standing and was taken up unconscious and 
laid on a bed in his room, from which he did not 
rise until he promised the Lord he would live a diff- 
erent life. He kept his promise and the last we 
heard of him he had become a member of the Pres- 
byterian church. 

The cause of holiness advanced slowly. A num- 
ber who were opposers to the "Central Doctrine'' 
of the Bible received the truth. Dr. and Mrs. 
Palmer were afterwards invited to hold a series of 
meetings on holiness in the church. There were a 
few faithful witnesses to the whole truth and had 
been for years. k 'God had not left himself without." 



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CHAPTER X. 



MISSION WORK IN ROCHESTER. 

We had not been long in Rochester before an 
ardent desire, increasing with the passing days, 
moved us to look after the African people. In the 
Western part of the city, nearly a mile from us, we 
found a Zion M. E. Church and in the basement a 
sister, Mrs. Anthony, who was sexton. We said 
to her we had been drawn here for several days 
past. No sooner had we spoken than she began to 
weep and said, "I have been praying for two* 
weeks past for the Lord to send us help," and then 
she began to pour into our ears the multiplied 
needs of her people. She resembled sister Amanda 
Smith, "full of faith and good works." We lent a 
helping hand for the winter one night during the 
week, and "Our Father" blessed our united efforts 
and precious souls were born into the kingdom. 
Jesus was with us "mighty to save" that was 
enough. Glory be to his matchless name for ever 



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and ever! Amen. After this we spent about a year 
in mission work in the northern part of the city, 
and one winter in another section, we assisted Sis- 
ter Laidlaw of our own church. One Sunday after- 
noon in a love-feast at the Asbury church, my hus- 
band was selected to aid her in work in her own 
home, a three story brick building, the first floor of 
which was converted into a chapel for religious 
services. On hearing Mr. Post speak she inwardly 
exclaimed, "I have gotten a man of the Lord." 

Sister L was a very self-denying laborious. 

Christian woman, a member of the Frank Street 
3d. E. church. One instance in connection with 
her persevering labor occures to me. A young 
man who was leading a sinful life, found his way, 
with others, into Sunday evening meeting, Such 
was his conduct she was obliged to lead him out of 
the room, encouraging him at the same time to 
come when his deportment would be in keeping 
with the occasion. By dint of persevering labor 
and prayer, the nineteenth effort was a success. 
Months passed, if not years, and, Mr. Post, being 
in Rochester, was accosted by a line looking young 
man, accompanied by a beautiful young woman, 



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who said, "Mr. Post, you don't know me?" "No/' 
was the reply, (this was at the close of a temperance 

meeting) and he introduced the lady as Mrs. C , 

(his wife) now engaged in reform work and both 
leading Christian lives. 

If all cities were dotted with missions led by men 
and women of the "New Testiment" type, what a 
different aspect would these great centers all over 
our country and the world present. 

Mr. Post had thought of taking rest for two years 
but was detained at two different times, five years 
in all. During our stay in Rochester we lost our 
property through craftiness of designing parties, 
which brought to us new experiences, trials, and 
victories. One day, contrasting the present with 
the past, a silent voice whispered, "Don't you re- 
member what has been said about about Brother 
and Sister Post in the past — They have nothing to 
trouble them and can live faithful, Christian lives. 
If they had to pass through what others have, they 
might fail sometimes." "Now, in your present 
change of circumstances, glorify me." It was 
enough. The Spirit illumined my darkness and joy 
thrilled my entire being. The sweet voice of "Our 



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Father" was more to me than all other precious 
gifts and nerved me to increased faithfulness in life 
and service. It was a real permanent uplift and 
helped me to a more perfect Christian character 
and labor, just that which I was anxiously seeking. 
The Father knows how, to perfect, to save, to puri- 
fy, and transform, and how to make us even to re- 
joice in the process. 

My husband, after several years, was given work 
in Pittsford, near Rochester, where another re- 
markable answer to prayer occurred. — After retir- 
ing one night and had fallen asleep, the 
thought came, "There is more wrong being perpe- 
trated," accompanied by a pressure of spirit. 1 
thought my husband should not be disturbed for 
he had retired very weary and so alone I lifted my 
heart in prayer, but the pressure increased. Until, 
by grace, my faith rested on the word, "Faith is the 
substance of things hoped for, the evidence of 
things not seen." No sooner had faith reached 
these words than the supplication w T as answered. 
The Holy Spirit brought the intelligence, and I 
had perfect rest and joy in the Lord. The next 
morning's mail brought a letter which confirmed 



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faith's assurance as to the answer to my petition. 

In the fall of 1877, we entered again the itiner- 
ant work. 

The morning we left Rochester for our new 7 held 
of labor is well remembered. As the key was turn- 
ed the rain was pouring down though having a 
very long walk to the street-car, my steps were 
light and joyous. To have as the aim in life a per- 
fect Christian character and service in the divine or- 
der causes days and years to pass sweetly and swift- 
ly and they are all too short for wdiat ought to be 
accomplished. 

At evening we arrived at our new appointment 

at C . and were in the quiet, new home of 

brother . How pleasant after the day's 

journey to have a cordial welcome in the home of 
some of our own people. All through our twenty- 
two years itineracy "Our Father" gave us the sym- 
pathy and support of the more spiritual portion of 
the churches where we labored, and often raised us 
up fast friends among the unconverted. 

It seems but proper to say here that, although I 
love to hear my brethren preach, I never cared for 
a change in the pulpit for twenty-two years. I 



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have often heard my husband say, "I can't preach 
without the Spirit's help. Often the Holy Spirit 
descended upon the congregation. To the name 
of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost be all the praise, 
and the glory for ever and ever, Amen." 

After much prayer and deliberation, my husband 
in 1887 requested a superannuated relation, which, 
being granted by the Conference, we removed to 
Olean, N. Y. After a few month's rest, my health 
being measurably restored, there seemed to be an- 
other field opened for me. My husband was called 
to resusitate the broken down and indebted Afri- 
can M. E. church building, and reorganize the so- 
ciety. Some time after he had entered upon this 
work I was, one Sunday morning while preparing 
for church, arrested by a still small voice speaking 
to my consciousness, "Can you not do this for me?'' 
Now my interest was largely transferred to the 
needy African people. The church-building im- 
provement went on rapidly, because the Lord 
helped. A_n aged colored sister, visiting her people 
here, said, "I never saw a church grow so fast." 
Our prayer-meetings were seasons of refreshing 
from the presence of the Lord; so were class meet- 



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ings and preaching* services; and our Sabbath 
school was to some extent at least, a church nur- 
sery. Before the year closed there was a comfort- 
able church edifice^ a parsonage fitted up and we 
rejoiced together in the Lord. When the citizens 
saw our colored brethren and sisters had a mind to 
work, they, also, lent a helping hand. All my hus- 
band's services were gratuitously rendered and we 
continued in the work nearly three years and then 
took up other work that came to us in the order 
of Providence and have found more than enough 
to do. Nearly every year since coming to Olean, 
now about fifteen years, we have opened our par- 
lor for weekly prayer services which have not been 
in vain. The parting group have retired rejoicing, 
praying for divine favor to abide with this house 
where they had received pardon and baptisms from 
on high. Now, as this life recedes and the shad- 
ows gather slowly, how specially pleasant and re- 
freshing it is to sit in the twilight and review 7 the 
days and years past. Our thoughts, as fleet as 
light, fly back to early childhood; then turn and 
come down the rapidly flowing years, so we pause 
here and there to review the battles fought, the vie- 



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tories won in oiir united lives and labor for Him 
who said, "Go work today in my vineyard." The 
shortcomings and failures are left with God and the 
eye rests on the "mountain peaks" which rise here 
and there along the fourscore years. A cause of 
rejoicing has commenced that knows.no ending. 
"Our Father" condescended to take our case in 
hand and use us, to some extent, to advance His 
Kingdom in this "lost" world. It is not all rest, re- 
view and comfort in "Our Evening Home;" our 
parish seems to have so enlarged as to take in the 
"wide, wide world" ever laboring in prayer, espec- 
ially, therefor. I am aware this should be written 
with the most humble views of self, only as "Our 
Father" uses us. "Prayers are commanded for all 
men: for kings and all that are in authority, that 
we may lead quiet and peaceful lives in all godliness 
and honesty." (I Tim. 2:1) — a command which is 
becoming more and yet more emphasized with 
the broadening outlook. Can such a command be 
enjoined, and properly observed by the disciples of 
Jesus without grand results O, for obedience and 
faith corresponding, in some degree at least, to the 
extent of our petition. Thousands of pages of re- 



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ligiotis, Sabbath and temperance literature, attend- 
ed by prayer, have jDeen sent out the past year, and 
the desire of heavenly birth, "to cease at once to 
work and live," has found a lodgment in my heart. 
Shall not prayer be heard and answered? 

In closing this small volume, need I offer apolo- 
gy for referring to relatives; of the courtesy, assist- 
ance and generous thoughtfulness of my dear 
niece, Josephine E. D. and her husband, Rev. John 
Easter, Ph. D., of Clifton Springs, N. Y.,; or for 
mentioning the favor of my elder brother, Mr. John 
C. Draper of Canandaigua, N. Y., and his affection- 
ate family; or for that of my thoughtful nephew, 
Mr. Geo. D. Dayton of Minneapolis, Minnesota, 
and farmily? 

Of my younger brother, formerly of New York 
Conference. 

My dear nephew and niece, Rev. Gideon Drap- 
er, 2nd., and wife, write as follows: 

"In the fall of 1899 Gideon Draper, D. D. of the 
New York Conference, and his wife Charlotte P. 
Draper, came to visit in this beautiful land of the 
Rising Sun, Japan. 

It was Dr. Draper's intention to make a study of 



Christian work in this Empire, and through the 
Church papers acquaint the people at home with its 
progress and results. But being in ill health when 
he came, God saw fit to take him to his inheritance 
within seven weeks of his arrival after he had visit- 
ed but one small Sunday School. He had often said 
to his wife, "Japan, and then Heaven." He left us 
on a beautiful Sabbath day, Dec. 8th, 1889. 

When recovered from the first shock of the great 
bereavement, Mother Draper looked for some 
work to do for her Master in which to find consola- 
tion in her sorrow. Being always full of good 
works and a woman of large experience as a pas- 
tor's wife, she tried various schemes, one of which 
was the distribution of tracts amongst the jinrik- 
isha men, and hired a young earnest believer to de- 
vote his whole time to that neglected class. Moth- 
er Draper's heart was touched by the sound of the 
'aramas' (blind man's) whistle in the dark, silent 
night. These blind men and women walked the 
streets giving their plaintive call every few min- 
utes, soliciting the privilege of helping others as, 
best they could to obtain a few annas. 

There are thousands of blind in Japan. Many 



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have been made so by small pox or licentious liv- 
ing, but the practice of carrying children on the 
back with faces upturned to the bright sun will al- 
ways be a fruitful cause of blindness to this nation. 
It became a burden upon her heart to start a school 
for this neglected class to teach them the Barille 
system of reading and writing. Through the help 
of Miss Bender, principal of the Girls' school at 
Aoyoma, a graduate, who understood English well 
was secured to be her helper. After a few months 
of patient toil, during which this young lady en- 
dured much persecution, the school was started. 
From then till now it has continued and probably 
over one hundred have learned to read and write, 
and have heard of a Savior through its instrumen- 
tality. Many have become Christians. In Haka- 
dota, where the winters are long and cold, Mrs. 
Draper started another school in 1895. The first 
pupil in this school, Miss Chika Miyazaki, has been 
educated by us in the Tokyo Government School 
for the blind by way of preparation for our Yoko- 
hama work. She has a bright, beautiful Christian 
experience and has successfully led several of her 
classmates in this School to believe in her Savior. 



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Mrs. Draper died on April 7th, 1899, * n g rea t 
triumph of faith. Even in intense suffering when 
nearing her end she testified to being on the moun- 
tain top in glory and thanksgiving, and that her 
whole soul was filled with joy unspeakable. She 
was laid at rest in the Green Hill (Aoyama) Ceme- 
tery. Tokyo, by the side of her dear husband to 
await the resurrection. 

Mira Haven Draper/' 



Being now September, A. D., 1902, in my eigh- 
ty-third year, I cannot expect to remain in "Our 
Evening Home" much longer and can scarcely ask 
a more blessed closing of this life, which seems to 
be the vestibule of Heaven. My husband's rela- 
tives, too, have also been very kind and are dear to 
me. I think of Mrs. Maria Closson, his only sister 
living, who so cordially received and entertained us 
when on our wedding tour about fifty years ago, 
in her pleasant home in the Town of Scarboro, On- 
tario, Canada. We shall never forget our visit to 
Toronto and vicinity, just a few summers since, 
when by "favor" and invitation of Captain John Ar- 
nold, and the interesting and kind reception of 



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nephews and nieces,. we were also delightfully en- 
tertained, both in Toronto and at his country-cot- 
tage home, Richmond Hill, where he had, many 
years previously, parted with his dear wife, Maude, 
until "the resurrection." Now since our return, 
tears mingle with our joys, for both "John" and 
Maude's sister, Josephine, have gone to join a 
heavenly group who had passed on before. 



"How blest at last, joyous we go 
"To share in Christ's eternal love, 
No more of parting here below, 
To dwell in endless bliss above!" 

W. P. 



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CHAPTER XI. 

PAPERS WRITTEN FOR PAST YEARS PERIODICALS. 

THE WAY. 

By P. A. P. 

"I am the way, the truth and the life," 

There is only one way for all God's created intel- 
ligences on earth; it is readily found and easy to 
walk in when there is a willing mind. In order to 
this there must be correct teaching, coupled with 
corresponding practice. If there is a little devia- 
tion in practice and instruction the power is gone, 
for the Holy Spirit withdraws from agencies which 
do not harmonize with divine methods and plans 
of operation. What a sad failure at this point — - 
doing evil that good may come. It never comes, 
There may be a seeming good, but it is like the 
"morning cloud and early dew." We see it, to our 
great sorrow, almost everywhere — in the nursery, 
school-room and pulpit. Not long since, in a tem- 
perance meeting for children, one Sabbath after- 



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noon, we heard these words from a good woman 
professing an entire consecration to God: "Our ex- 
ercises will not be all of a religious character; we 
will have some merry things.' ' The good woman 
had a good object in view, — to induce the children 
to come — and she verily thought the promise of 
some funny things would answer the purpose. 

We are here reminded of an incident in brother 
W. Taylor's "Ten Years of Self-supporting Work 
in India,' 1 the conversion of Mr. E. Lackshmen 
Row. He esteemed himself a Christian, although 
he wore the "sacred thread," the "cue," and the 
"mark," because at heart he lost faith in heathen- 
ism, and had in a measure embraced the Christian 
doctrine. He requested baptism, which was refus- 
ed by the missionary, who told him he needed the 
new birth instead of baptism. The missionary held 
before him God's standard of repentance and Chris- 
tian character. He abandoned the "mark" and the 
"thread/' then expressed a readiness for prayer 
We brought the shears to cut off the "cue," but he 
declined, and plead "looks," "custom." He said, 
"Let us pray here, then I will go and have my hair 
cut." The missionary replied, "I do not kneel be- 



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fore Gocl except in his covenant." The Brahman 
left, in a few moments returned with half the length 
of the "cue" cut off, saying, "I have turned out the 
devil and all his work." Enough of the hair re- 
mained to form a short "cue," a passport back to 
heathenism. He again left, but soon returned with 
the shears, saying, "Cut it off to suit you." The 
missionary cut it short. All now knelt in prayer, 
and in a few moments the heathen was born again. 
His face beamed with joy divine as he clasped the 
missionary's hand in Christian love. Eleven days 
after his conversion brother Lackshmen Row was 
fully sanctified. His consecration and trust for this 
state of grace was definite as his surrender and trust 
for pardon. He exclaimed, kt O, this joy! It is in- 
expressible." His whole being was impressed with 
the divine power. 



THE UNPROSPERED WEAPON. 

No weapon that is formed against thee shall 
prosper. (Is. liv. 17.) The child of God has noth- 
ing to fear. If always true, like the needle to the 
pole, no harm shall come near him. True, "they 



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shall gather together, but not by me/' saith the 
Lord. Every strategy on the part of the enemy 
and his agencies in this and the spirit world, shall 
utterly fail. The arch foe cannot measure arms 
with the Infinite. Efforts will be made, broad, 
deep and dark; but every portentous cloud will 
have a bright lining. Yes, all these threatening 
evils envelope a rare good, a choice gem. 

"The clouds you so much dread 
Are big with mercy and shall break 
In blessings on your head." 

Then let us not spend golden, passing moments 
in fear, but ever remember, "no weapon that is 
formed against thee shall prosper.'' O let our care 
be to maintain a growing union with Jesus. See 
that not the least thing intercept this inflow and 
outflow of life and love between the Savior and 
thee. Precious inheritance, child of God. Noth- 
ing like it in the w r ide, wide world. O, listen to the 
voice of Infinite Wisdom, "I will lay thy stones 
with fair colors, and lay thy foundations with sap- 
phires. And I will make thy windows of agates, 
and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of 



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pleasant stones." Then will not our Father often 
walk in his garden of spices, delighting and being 
delighted with his own? Yes, we'll he charmed by 
his voice, and rejoice in his presence with a joy that 
no human word can convey, and be satisfied. What 
in an enemy's land, surrounded by legions of foes 
seeking thy life, and to disinherit thee? Yes, here 
is victory in every engagement, rest in toil, quiet 
in confusion, peace in strife, joy in sorrow, and per- 
fect safety amid a host of foes. 

P. A. P. 



INFLUENCE. 

How often we have heard these words, "O, I 
have not much influence," uttered by many with a 
sad incredulity, by others with an air of careless in- 
difference. Listen friends, we may have a word for 
both of these classes. No one, however remote 
or obscure his humble home, what may be or has 
been his surroundings and social position, but that 
has an influence as far-reaching as eternity. As a 
tiny pebble dropped in the mighty ocean produces 
a circle of waves, and this another circle until the 
shore is reached; or sound upon the circumbient 



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air, according to the theory of some, travels contin- 
ually through space, so is influence. A word, an 
act, or even expression without articulation, is re- 
peated, one generation after another, photograph- 
ing until the spirit land is reached, and then for- 
ever. We are not aware of the extent or power of 
influence. What is my influence so far reaching? 
Yes, a husband, wife, brother, sister, father, moth- 
er, son and daughter are indelibly impressed, these 
come in contact with other minds, the circle wid- 
ening ever. If this influence is deleterious, O, who 
can compute, or appreciate the wave of sorrow thus 
put in motion, or the numbers enveloped hope- 
lessly in the dark billows. Beloved parents, think 
of those idolized children reaping endless woe 
through your influence. Husband, that darling- 
wife enclosed in everlasting despair because you 
were not a child of God, and commanding your 
household after you; yes, eternal night is peopled, 
that nocturnal domain inhabited through the pow- 
er of influence. Hark! we hear the response of the 
lost, here in ever augmenting despair through the 
power of influence. The thought startles me as I 
write, what waves have I put in motion by my in- 



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fluence! How many are encircled therein! Are 
they drifting to eternal death? We drop the cur- 
tain, and turn from the appalling scene. 

Another panoramic view is drawn. All is joy 
and gladness, the sky is clear, the sun shines, birds 
are singing among the branches; streamlets ripple 
all around, and the balmy air is redolent of ten 
thousand flowers; there are happy voices, smiling 
looks, and joy on every side, for millions, yes, a 
multitude that no man can number, by the sweet 
power of a holy influence, are wending their bliss- 
ful way to the Eden above. And as they enter the 
pearly gates they are met by the redeemed who 
won them, by grace, from the paths of sin and fol- 
ly to the highway of holiness. O, the ways and 
means are legion by which we can influence to the 
right, happiness and Heaven. 

"A word, a little word in kindness spoken, a mo- 
tion or a tear/' has won many a poor saddened 
heart-crushed one to a life in Jesus. Not only 
words, but a life hid with Christ in God, expressed 
in every day acts. And then what rays of light ra- 
diate from the closet o'er this sin-darkened world. 
My dear sisters, we may not be called to the more 



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public labor, yet we may accomplish much in our 
respective spheres. Let us be diligent to cast in 
our mite into the treasury of the Lord; and per- 
chance it may be said, "She hath cast in more than 
they all." In silent hour, alone with God, we can 
offer the prayer of faith, which is always heard ; and 
to our subjects of petition let us add yet another — 
the success of this angel of mercy, the Free Press, 
that it may be indeed a light along the shore of 
time. Pray that the spirit it breathes may savor, 
as it does, yet more and more of Heaven, and every 
word be gentle, loving, burning, that thousands 
of the rising generation may be rescued from the 
maelstrom it exposes; and that those who are 
called to this very difficult, laborious, and -even dan- 
gerous work, may be fully equipped and go forth 
in the spirit of the Master, to sure and certain vic- 
tory, that their pathway may not be too rough, and 
in God's own time return with the victor's crown. 

P. A. P. 



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OUR EVENING HOME. 



Dec. 6, 1902. 



O'er three and fifty years today 

We at the altar stood, 
Pledging each to th' other all th' way 

Through evil and th' good. 

Not trusting in our strength, but Thine, 

Lord, lead us, year by year, 
And make Thy glory round us shine 

And fill our hearts with cheer. 

Sometimes the clouds of sorrow lowered. 
And tears were made to flow; 

But soon, alas, our spirits soared 
And we had Heav'n below. 

Far more of joy than* of sorrow, 

This earthly cup has filled; 
If dark today, bright tomorrow, 

For so "Our Father" willed. 

Now, to the close of life we've come, 

Down to the river's side; 
And almost see the "Mansion Home," 

Beyond the swelling tide. ^ * 




Long, long, I've lived, 
How little know! 
How little done! 
It seems, alas, just as I go! 

My work is but begun! 
It may be so, but 'yond this life 

Another life I live; 
I go to Him whose love is worth 
Perfection's life to give. 



WOODRUFF FOST. 

FROM 

Dec. 6th, A. D. 1820. Age 82 yrs 



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CHARTER XII. 

MR. POST'S DIVISION. 

Being requested to occupy a place in wife's book 
for mission's benefit, it may not be stepping aside 
too much to say that prior to the life-contract, a 
fondness for "the chosen" led her suitor to a sor^of 
unappreciated and inconsiderate generosity by re- 
solving to bind her with a chain around her neck 
and ornament her/hand with choice gold offerings. 
But to my thoughtfkfness and chargrin, her devot- 
ed profferer was kindly and tenderly made to un- 
derstand, "gold rings and chains had no charms 
for her.' ' Nor yet a "coach of four," which a young- 
lady acquaintance — member of the same church — 
declared, "under the circumstances/' that she her- 
self would quickly avail herself thereof. Not so. 
With Permelia a firm and steady course was pur- 
sued, regarding the voice of God, 2nd. Peter, 3:3, 4, 
5 and 1st Timothy 2:9, 10 and 1st John 2:15, 16 — 
"Rather than listen to that, of even friends, when 
the Holy Spirit said, 'beware.' " 



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My Husband's Early and Later Experience. 

When about my 18th year, in my native home in 
Canada. I became specially interested in my soul's 
welfare. At a "protracted meeting," on the first 
night of my attendance, I was persuaded to go with 
others to the altar for prayer and continued to do 
so each evening, with a firm resolve to seek until 
I found what my soul was longing for. "I sought 
the Lord with all my heart and He inclined unto 
me and heard mv cry and brought me out of an 
horrible pit. Out of the miry clay, and set my feet 
upon a rock, and established my goings and put a 
new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God. 
Ps. 40:1-3. 

The whole tenor of my life was changed. I 
seemed to be in a new world. Indeed, ''old things 
had passed away and all things had become new." 
(2nd. Cor. 5:17). My constant effort then was to 
strive to win others to the same happy and joyou- 
state of life. 

Progressing in this spiritual life I pressed for- 
ward desirous of pleasng God in all things. 

Then "Jesus all the day long was my joy and my 



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song" and I cried, "O, that all His salvation might 
see." 

Subsequent to this I first heard a colored broth- 
er relate his experience to which my mind had been 
previously directed by the Holy Spirit. He said, in 
substance that he had realized the need of not only 
being converted, but also had sought a heart 
"cleansed from all unrighteousness," so that he was 
enabled "to perfect holiness in the fear of God." 
Then I said, in my heart, O Lord give me also such 
an experience. This gave a new impetus to my 
Christian life. 

After this, a young Baptist minister, in his cir- 
cuit-rounds came preaching the doctrine of holi- 
ness, freedom from all inbred sin, and my young- 
heart consequently was drawn towards him avail- 
ing myself of opportunities to attend his precious 
services. 

Finally, having left my native home — Canada — 
my constant desire was for the rich experience 1 
had heard professed and so faithfully preached. 

Being then brought into closer connection with 
the Methodists in this countrv who taught the same 
doctrine of heart cleansing from all sinful nature 



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and tendencies, I availed myself of a special pro- 
tracted service conducted by Rev. Fay H. Purdy, 
a revivalist, in lima, N. Y.; and after a very reso- 
lute and earnest effort, received the grace whereby 
I could say and sing — 

Jesus now doth make me whole, 
I am led unto the goal 
Of His eternal rest! 

This same Bible doctrine was ever after — in the 
ministry — my delight to declare to interested au- 
diences, with some degree of success. I had "hun- 
gered and thirsted" for it in my youthful days, to 
find it only in more mature years, and now earnest- 
ly in much love and assurance, entreat young con- 
verts to fail not in securing the free gift of "this 
great salvation.'' 



r 

CHARTER XIII. 



MY HUSBAND'S DIARY. 

As Mrs. Post has cleared me to occupy some 
space for diary and my likeness, I will only briefly 
refer to experience of the past hoping that it may 
not be considered ill-advised, and that it may pos- 
sibly add a mite to the interest of the kindly Mis- 
sion-effort and the cause of my Lord and Master, 
Jesus Christ. I cheerfully comply with the request. 

My Diary of Long, Long Ago. 

It begins with saying, "I love God, my Redeem- 
er, with all my heart, and shall I not dwell with 
Him at last? 

"I have labored with some unconverted relatives 
faithfully, including a dear sister, (with whom I had 
lived at times in the days of my very youth) who at 
last made a good profession, having found the Sav- 
iour, all of whom we hope to meet in the grand re- 
union above." 



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Since the record of last week Christ has been 
very precious to me. The promises of Gocl are 
comforting and encouraging. 

"I was'profited while'reading I Pet. 1:3 etc. I 
found more and more need of my Saviour and have 
profound peace in prayer. All that saves me is 
Christ. I never realized this so much before. O. 
what peace amid temptations and trials. 

"Sunday: This day I have realized the Lord as 
being very precious. O, what happiness it brings 
to be guided by pure love. O, treasure vast!" 



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RECENT. 



His Wondrous Love. 

Jesus thy woiVdrous love to me — 

"No thought can reach, no tongue declare/"'' 
Draw, draw my panting heart to thee, 

And reign, dear Lord, unrivaled there! 

So shall my life forever be, 

Filled with Thyself — no more to roam, 
Spotless and pure as angels 1>€, Aee 

Who in Yon mansions find a home. 

To walk in light with Thee to go, 

Chasing all darkness far away, 
To taste the bliss with Thee to know, 

Bevond earth's realm in endless dav! 

There I shall see Thee as Thou art 

And "know thee Lord, as I am known/' 

And with the blood-washed glorious throng 
"Sit down with Thee upon thy throne/' 

The kingdom of my blessed Lord; 

The place He doth Himself prepare 
For all who do believe His word, 

And here on earth His name declare. 

How blest at last joyous we go 

To share in His eternal love, 
No more to wander here below, 

But dwell in endless bliss above! 



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Diary Continued. 

Tuesday: Am gloriously preserved. O, Love Di- 
vine, how sweet thou art! O to grace how great a 
debtor, daily I'm constrained to be yet thy good- 
ness like a fetter binds my (panting) heart to thee! 
It has been a profitable day for me today. I con- 
tinue to hunger and thirst after righteousness. 
Surely this is of my God. 'Bless the Lord. O my 
soul, and all that is within me; bless his holy name. 
Class service today; had a precious time. Yet feel 
weaker than a bruised reed. 

"Thursday: I know that my Redeemer lives for 
me to intercede. Today not very well, poor health 
seems to remain; how easily the mind seems affect- 
ed by physical disability; how needful in the time of 
health, and strength, to have the soul washed, puri- 
fied, by the blood of Christ. O, for a greater heart, 
at all times, to praise my God! O, for a purer 
heart to speak His name! 

"Friday: My confidence is strong in my Re- 
deemer; but fear I have not watched my words as 
I should. Talked too much for the sake of talking 



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or for fear that some might think me sombre or 
melancholy, and that my religion is a farce. When 
will I be wise? When shall I learn to hold my 
peace and only speak to glorify God? 

"Monday: I have this day reproved some friends 
for not keeping the holy Sabbath day. O, that 
they would learn of God. I would fain seek for an 
apology for them: but they know what God re- 
quires of them. 

Have had joy and peace in believing this day. 
The love of God becomes more and more precious; 
and I have more humiliating views of myself. I 
want every portion of my soul to glow with God. 
Glory be to Gocl "O to grace how great a debt- 
or!" 

"Friday; Last night I had a precious season in 
prayer while retiring. What a delightful thing to 
hold communion with God. I have striven to have 
my heart in prayer while travelling today. I was 
prompted to a good act forgiving a poor man 
whom I belived to be honest, a debt of $25. I 
thought the Lord would not be displeased with me 
for appropriating his property in that way. Thou 
knowest, Lord, that I seek not the world. 



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Again: Oh, how delightful to feel the mind of 
Jesus Christ within; to lie sweetly at the feet of 
Jesus. I would infinitely rather lost all earthly 
comforts than lose the love of Christ. O Lord, 
teach me more of thyself and show me more and 
yet more of my own heart. I have had a precious 
season in prayer. I would not for ten thousand 
worlds lose sweet communion with my God, and 
yet one careless hour might lead me far astray. I 
grow more and more helpless. Be Thou my 
strength. 



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ABIDING IN HIM. 

I am redeemed, I am redeemed, 

And Jesus fills my soul- 
My many sins like mountains seemed, 

Me makes the wounded whole! 

the precious name of Jesus, 
Who lived and died for me, 

By His grace He doth receive us, 
Now T fully sets us free. 

Jesus lover, constant friend, 
The Christ whom I adore, 
Keep me dear Savior to the end, 
Until life's cares are o'er! 

In Him I live and move each day 
And shall 'til time shall end, 

Let me then never from Him stray, 
But prove a constant friend! 

1 soon shall go to that fair land, 
Where davs are ever new: 

Angels will come at God's command, 
To bear me safely through! 

Let me be borne on Seraph's wings 

Beyond yon azure blue, 
Above the stars whose glory sings, 

Which speaks our Jesus true! 

W. P. 



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October 20, 1899. 

After many years of neglected diary I would say 
I have ever had grace to overcome through Him 
who "hath loved us and hath given himself for us." 

Time and circumstances have largely changed 
since my former diary, but my faith has been fixed 
in the unchangeable one who has not forsaken me, 
whom he hath loved from the beginning. Unwav- 
ering trust, coupled with obedience, leaves me un- 
moved amid all the changes around me. In sick- 
ness and in health, I "have all things and. abound," 
always ready to chant a glad hallelujah to the King 
of Kings and Lord of Lords, who hath declared 
"I will never leave nor forsake thee." Bless His 
Holy name! 



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Committed To Him. 

Jesus "thou art all compassion/' 
Pure and spotless let me be, 

Like the gentle dews distilling. 
Let the Spirit fall on me. 

Grant thy servant now the fullness 
Of thy precious love divine, 

Far remove, all sloth and dullness, 
Make me ever, ever thine! 

Lo. I wait to hear Thee speaking, 
*T. am ready, as Thou wilt, 

Turn away from bent of sinning, 
I'll remove thy every guilt." 

Be Thou, then, my constant dwelling; 

Let me ever live in Thee, 
Thy wondrous love in me fulfilling, 

Alpha and Omega be! 

Then at last thy will completed, 
Let me with yon angels share, 

In Thy blissful mansions ever, 
In Thy presence everywhere. 

W. P. 



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In Conclusion. 

"Say not thou, what is the cause that the form- 
er days were better than these? For thou dost not 
enquire wisely concerning this. (Eccl. 7:10). My 1 
father, Rev. Gideon Draper, Sr., was the first pre- 
siding elder of Genesee District, N. Y., which ex- 
tended from Auburn through Maryland into Penn- 
sylvania, and it required three or four months to 
make the round, from home and back again. Have 
heard him say — "I left Mrs. Draper, then a little 
over twenty years of age, with two little children, 
in tears." They had no district parsonage then. 
But no cloud was ever so portentous but that he 
could see the "silver lining." There is an infinite 
distance between the joy of the real disciple of Jes- 
us and that of the unsaved. "The joy of the Lord 
is the strength of the soul." (Neh. 8:10). We have 
heard him say, "We expected to see conversions at 
every appointment, as much as to meet the en- 
gagement, and were not disappointed." "Marvel 
not that I said unto you, Ye must be born again." 
(John 3:7). May we not expect the return of those 



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days? The arm of the Infinite is not shortem^ 
that "He cannot save, nor His ear heavy that^c 
cannot hear." If all the wheels of the church 

j 

God should stand still one day for fasting and pfc&u 
er;the fasting called for in the precious Word;\vfc*£/ 
might we not expect in this 20th century? 



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BLESSED HOME OF THE SOUL. 

Over eighty long years probation on earth; 
Far, far away, from the home of my soul, 

I'm sure it was time homesickness gave birth 
To hearty response at "call of the roll," 
To hearty response at "call of the roll," 

Chorus. — 

Then_sweil the joyful tidings, 

"Another Lost" hath found 
A mansion bright in glory, 

Swell, swell the joyful sound. 

Blessed home of the soul, transcendant its beams; 
How rush now my thoughts o'er scenes of the 
past, 

When faith seemed unable to grasp Bible themes, 
Fortelling such wondTous glory at last! 
Fortelling such wondTous glory at last! 

Translated beyond all temptation and cares; 

Where sickness, where pain, and tears are un- 
known ; 

This "mansion'' for all, our Saviour prepares, 
Who, cleansed by His blood, shall "sit on His 
throne." 

Who, cleansed by His blood, shall "sit on His 
throne. 7 ' 

W. P. 



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In concluding, we send greetings of regard and 
affection to all whom we have met and labored 
among, that survive, and continue to pray that we 
all may meet in Paradise. 

Woodruff and Permelia Ann Post. 

"Then they that feared the Lord spake often one 
to another; and the Lord hearkened and a book of 
remembrance was written before him for them that 
feared the^Lord and that thought on His name." 
(Malachi 4:16). 



